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So, dead face.
They feel the void inside and outside.
Theyre in sync with the infertile, poisoned landscapes.
The fight against becoming a zombie in a living-dead world is the launching pad for Jarmuschs weird genius.
Until now, that is.
That and whether more hip actors will drop in.
It must have been some kind of party, that set.
Chloe Sevigny is the third cop, a whiner.
Rosie Perez is a TV newscaster named Posie Juarez cute.
Carol Kane is a corpse that reeks of Chardonnay awaiting pickup in a jail cell.
Whom have I missed?
Indie stalwart Larry Fessenden, a specialist in low-key, low-budget genre films.
Harmony Korine beat you to it, Jim.
The Dead Dont Dieis not unenjoyable but not quite enjoyable, either.
The satire here is too on-the-nose, too easy.
This medium is his message.
